At just 16, I roared into adulthood with my first love—a ’68 Ford Mustang. With a V8 engine that could wake the neighborhood and styling that turned heads faster than a Kardashian at a fashion show, it was my chariot of choice. Sure, the interior was as sparse as my teenage savings account, but it had that classic, black-on-black charm. Was it a muscle car or a luxury ride? Let’s just say it was both, in that “I’m too cool to choose” kind of way.
At just 16 years old, my first car was a 68′ Ford Mustang. I loved every bit of that car. The V8 engine, the styling of the exterior, the sleek, black interior and the attention to detail that the designers put into every square inch of it still stands out to me today. Sure, the car’s interior was spartan by today’s standards, but it looked the part – black on black – a truly classic look.
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At 16 I was fortunate to have a Mom with a 65 Ford Mustang GT Convertible. 4 speed. 289 Hi Po. Pony interior. Yes, I got to drive it to school at times. :D lucky guy!
My daughter is 16 and always been clamoring about a Mustang I would love to get her one of those and me one too